Oranges are Orange

by remembertoexhale

I remember the day that you said “there is a reason for everything” I asked you why oranges were called the colour “orange” but lemons were called “lemons” when they were yellow but the only answer I ever got was “there is a reason for everything”

so I grew up believing that there was a reason for everything I believed that the reason for dying was dying the reason for love was love

but never once did I think that the black and brown stains on your teeth were from your twenty cigarettes a day or the scrapes and bruises on your knees from kneeling and scrubbing the floors

when you told me that I was important I didn’t believe that I was important because in school we were taught that important people were the people in government

when I asked you what I should be one day you told me that I could be anything I want and I asked you why and you said “there is a reason for everything”